Chapter 278. Lee Ho-yeon's Harem Plan!
"Aigoo…."
Truth be told, there wasn't much to clean up. I gently nudged Moon Sulin to the side and laid her down on the bed. Swallowing hard as I gazed at the traces of our lovemaking scattered across the sheets.
I never imagined Sulin noona would have such a voracious sex drive. I'd thought she was the only one with a shred of conscience among the heroines.
'Not anymore.'
Given how much she loved it, who knew when she'd pounce again. Leaving her sticky as she was, I headed to the bathroom. Baek Ayoung had arranged for this high-end VIP room, complete with an attached bath.
Even with Clean Magic, nothing beat the feel of actual water for peace of mind. Magic cleaned you up fine, but it was all in the head. Using it right after feeling this grimy just made you worry something might linger.
A cool shower cleansed the soul, too. After a quick rinse, I stepped out to find Moon Sulin sitting up on the bed. She wasn't fully awake yet—blinking vacantly into space, probably straddling the line between dream and reality.
"Noona, you're up?"
I shook the water from my hair, grabbed some clothes, and glanced her way.
"…Ah."
She finally looked at me, then dropped her gaze. Bare as the day she was born, not even a thin sheet covering her. I'd skipped Clean Magic on purpose—to drive home the risks of consequence-free pleasure.
Better she freak out now than next time. "Ah, ah… aaah!"
Soon enough, she was pressing her temples with both hands, burying her face in the bedsheet. Just like me kicking the blanket over some cringe black history moment. She was shaking her head wildly—probably reliving the memories of our romp.
"Noona, what's wrong?"
"I, I… how did this even…."
Her eyes trembled like she'd lost the world. I sat beside her and took her hand. The sad puppy eyes were a bonus.
"Sorry, noona. Was making love with me that awful…?"
"N-no! It was amazing. I mean, that's not…."
She flailed in panic, waving her hands. I chuckled and snapped my fingers.
'Clean.'
Snap— The traces of our passion clinging to her flustered body slowly evaporated. I handed her the neatly folded crop top and jeans from beside the bed.
"Here, noona. Put these on. I'll handle the bed."
"I can't make a patient do that…."
"You know I'm not really a patient."
I watched her squirm into her clothes on the visitor's chair while tidying up. Sure, I'd talked about responsibility, but I couldn't just make a woman do the dirty work.
Time to rack up some sweet guy points. 'Trying to go casual with her, but polite speech keeps slipping out.'
Halfway through, I'd accidentally used formal speech without thinking. Well, she'd get used to it in time.
The room now spotless of traces and scents, we both dressed and sat on the bed.
"Uh, um…."
Moon Sulin stared at me, fumbling for words. Post-sex sage time for both of us. Easy fix for this.
"Noona."
"Y-yeah? What is it?"
I spoke first, and she perked up, opening her mouth.
"Wanna kiss?"
"Huh?"
I pulled her wrist, cupped her nape, and pressed our lips together. Her scent filled me as I slipped my tongue in.
"Mmph… ngh…."
Kissing a girl lost in subtle emotions after her first time felt incredible. Perfect for wordless moments like this—blanks the mind, wipes away needless worries.
"Haa… haa… nngh…."
The brief kiss ended, a strand of saliva snapping between our lips. Her face flushed like a ripe apple.
I'd wanted a cleanup blowjob, but seeing her pure face, I couldn't bring myself to ask. Even I wasn't that trashy. Besides, you save that for experienced types—not someone like Sulin noona who barely knew what a blowjob was. The bar was too high.
'Or maybe not? She'd probably do it if I asked.'
Tsk. I stole another kiss from her panting lips.
"Nngh… mmph… haa."
Those tempting lips right there sparked dirty thoughts. She tensed as my tongue pried her lips apart, trembling stiffly like wood before finally yielding to me.
The conquest of having her beneath me—dark, but thrilling, tickling my chest. As her breaths grew hot and ragged, we parted.
Her flushed face, heaving with pants, was still adorable. Stray sweat from the long kiss tousled her hair a bit, but it didn't mar her beauty.
"Nng… why… was it not enough…?"
"Just wanted to, 'cause you're pretty."
"…My Hoyeon wasn't like this."
"Don't like it?"
"No… I love it…."
She averted her eyes answering. I kept smiling, stroking her reddened cheek.
"Huu… I should go wash up too."
A bead of sweat trailed down her cheek. We'd gotten sweaty despite Clean Magic from all the close contact. Her damp crop top clung tight, pairing with her flush for a seriously erotic vibe.
"Noona, everything's see-through."
"Huh? Oh, o-oh…."
She shot me a resentful glare, then turned away and cast Clean Magic. Couldn't even meet my eyes straight—head to toe, utterly cute. Acting all mature by day, turning into this cute girl at night? Perfection.
She dried her clothes with magic and naturally sat beside me.
"Mm. Um…."
It was around 7 p.m., dusk creeping in. We stared awkwardly. Kissing hadn't bridged the gap fully.
I couldn't boot her out unless she left first. 'Noona, we're done, so bye.' Yeah, no.
Forcing the confession and sex was great. All good… except.
…Boyfriend? Yeah. Always the issue. Good thing the Sulin noona route was a success.
Push hard, and it resolves easy. But aftercare's always the pain.
Unlike games where focusing on one heroine stalls others' stories—reality marches on simultaneously.
Even max affection doesn't stop wandering eyes. Can't block that.
I had countermeasures this time… but untested.
At least it was Sulin noona. "H-Hoyeon… how should I act from now on?"
She asked cautiously. I flashed my most trustworthy smile, meeting her eyes.
"Whatever's comfortable for you, noona. I'm always on your side."
Scummy, but necessary. Exploiting her kind heart. Sulin noona would respect boundaries, no drama.
Bad guy leaning on a woman's mercy… but survival first. 'Gotta live, right….'
This mounting danger with each added girl—what was it?
"R-right, so back to normal? You have your situation…."
"That'd be perfect. Thanks, noona."
I squeezed her hand. As expected. Our sweet, conscientious Sulin noona! Sole voice of reason among heroines. Considering me like this.
"B-but… one request?"
"Of course. Anything."
No tantrums like other heroines? Already grateful.
But as I grinned and nodded—
Squeeze— Her vibe shifted. Gripping my hand like she'd never let go, locking eyes.
Gone was the shy girl. This was resolve—she had to say it.
"Report."
"…Report?"
Her grip tightened, painful now. I flinched at the change.
"Yeah. Who you're with, where, what you eat, what you do… how many times you fuck. Everything. I want to know all of you, Hoyeon."
"…Huh?"
My brain lagged. Wait, what…?
"Photos, recordings, video—whatever. Proof required."
This was my Sulin noona? The one pure conscience?
"…You can do that, right?"
"Y-yeah."
She smiled at me. I nodded on instinct.
*
"I'm off then, Hoyeon."
"Yeah, noona."
"Any info from torturing Shin Dong-min, I'll tell you right away."
"Thanks."
She left the room beaming.
"…Kinda scary."
We chatted pleasantly after. But earlier, her aura had flipped.
Snapped back once I agreed… 'Do I really have to report?'
Sigh. Deep breath, staring into space.
Decide later. "No hiding—come out."
Whoosh— Crimson hair materialized from thin air.
"Baby daddy. How'd you know?"
"Too many people hiding around me lately. Anyway, Rebecca. Should've warned me about mana-blocking barriers."
"I didn't know either. Heard it was still in R&D… didn't expect it field-ready."
Fair. She'd have said if she knew—she needed me.
"Take this."
Thud— I handed her the stone from Shin Dong-min's stash.
"This…? Hmm…."
"Ring any bells? Feels like barrier material to me."
Mana Resonance maxed out screamed it sustained barriers.
"Yeah, seems so. Wondered how they pulled it off… must've lumped every scrap from HQ. Miracle it worked—dumb luck."
"Tch. Anyway, Rebecca—can you make something like a mana-blocking barrier with it?"
"Mana-blocking…? Might take experimenting. Why? Don't you get weak without mana, baby daddy?"
"Got an idea brewing."
Hit me seeing Shin Dong-min's barrier, plus Im Sol's materials. Could solve my dilemmas… maybe.
I began explaining to Rebecca.